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Alex Being a Downer
Who: Alex and Wade
Where: Alex's Apartment
When: End of March
What: Talking, avoiding talking about some things
Rating: Low


After finishing yet another supply run, Alex decided to head home to unwind. Mal seemed to be in one of his more melancholy moods and Chase tended to do his own thing. She'd worked with them for months and sadly knew precious little about them. Ah well. She ended up phoning Wade and asking if he wanted to come around for a few drinks. He always seemed to want to know how a run went, so why not indulge him, right?

"Aleeeeeex..." Wade called in, knocking rapidly. "Can I come in? I accidentily left my milkshake in the yard, and not it's overrun by boys." Oh lord, and the nonsense was starting already. Fabulous. "And if you and Blondie are naked or anything, don't go getting dressed in my account..."

Oh good lord. Alex rolled her eyes and called to him "it's open!" before heading toward the fridge to grab a few beverages. A part of her kind of wished that she hadn't told Wade about Gwen... but then she realized that she had virtually no one else to tell, so she'd have to put up with those smart arse comments from time to time.

Wade walked in, wearing his mask, long Hawaiian shorts, a Pikachu t-shirt, and a sombrero. Don't ask. "How goes it, you gorgeous piece of ass?" He meant it sweetly, if that mattered. Which it probably didn't. But still. "So, BOTH of the sisters from Frozen are here now, and I'm dying to find out if my guess was right, You know, that in reality they're totally fuckin' like Lannister siblings."

"...The fuck is Frozen?" Alex asked, quirking an eyebrow as she handed Wade a frosty cold beer, then went to work opening her own and taking a long swig. "Nevermind. I'm not sure that I wanna know."

"God, prison must really be hell." Wade said with a sad tone. "It's a Disney movie. About two hot sisters that totally wanna fuck each other but don't admit it. Oh, and one has ice powers." Yep. That's exactly what it was about, Wade. Exactly. Anyway... he took the beer gratefully, and pulled his mask up JUST enough to uncover his mouth. "Seriously though, things going good between you and Gwen? I love to joke, but you deserve some happy."

"Things are good." She nodded and sipped more of her beer, looking away. Honestly she felt... unsettled and didn't know what to do about it. "What about you and the Mrs? Still finding new and exciting ways to bone?"

"Amazing that someone who's such a terrible liar managed to be a successful criminal for so long..." Wade mused, but said nothing more. If she wanted to talk... he'd be there. But he wasn't the type to push. "But yeah, we're fine. So anyhoo... what kind of shit should we get into today?"

"How do you mean?" She asked, giving him a puzzled frown. She obviously had a lot on her mind, since she wasn't usually so scattered.

"Well, from my experience?" Wade replied with a little shrug, "Most people that are in a heavy-with-the-fucking relationship with a hot young blonde? Generally seen a lot fucking happier than you seem right now. Just saying... yer old pal Wade is here if you need to talk. He's here in a sombrero and a Pokemon shirt, but he's here."

She rolled her eyes. "I meant what kind of shit did you want to get into," she clarified, not wanting to get into the other thing. She just wasn't in the mood for it.

"Well? I was thinking either we just get drunk right here and play truth or dare, go play pranks on people like Pete and Barton, or break into Rocket's lab and fuck with all his weapons." Oh lord. Wade was obviously serious, too... which was somewhere in the middle of hilarious and disconcerting.

Alex moved her mouth to one side and thought about it. "Let's fuck with Rocket's things. The adorable rage on his cute little furry face would make it worth it."

"That's the spirit!" Wade laughed, looking around as he spoke. "You got any paint, or makeup, or anything like that laying around? We're gonna make him explode into a fiery little ball of furry rage."

Alex seemed to think about that before walking into one of the storage rooms. "I think I've got some florescent body paint somewhere? And water balloons. We could do something with those." Devious mind at work.

"HELL YES. We're gonna make his new blaster cannon shoot water balloons. He'll lose his SHIT!" Wade exclaimed, clapping his hands like a little kid who just got a new toy. Rocket was seriously going to murder these two.

Alex chuckled. "I've got some blacklight bulbs here too. We should draw obscene shit all over his bedroom walls. Shit that will burn into his BRAIN, dude."

"...like hentai drawings of Groot?" OH GOD, WADE!!! "Why do I have a feeling I'm gonna have to act as your personal shield for the next week?"

"Oh like you can't handle it," Alex joked, laughing. "Bits of you could literally drop off and you'd still be walking around."

"True! But that doesn't mean it feels good, you know!" He laughed, honestly just loving any chance he had to hang with this woman. There was something both hilariously cynical yet extremely refreshing about her personality, and he always enjoyed whatever time they had together.